Wascally Wabbit!
08-23-2015, 06:08 PM
Border patrols where just one of the many jobs Glacier filled his day with. He would be wondering through the Algoma Prairie, when he caught sight of a little wolf. He had barreled over the territories markings and the Alpha took a breath, ready to shout out a reprimand to the young one, when the pup realized his mistake and immediately back tracked. He was on neutral territory again in a moment, and from a distance he would watch the show down between rabbit and boy. The sneaky rabbit vanished down a burrow and he would see the dejected expression of the boy. Having enough with watching, Glacier would move forward, his light tread belittling his mountainous size until he was opposite the pup but on the right side of the border. He gave the boy a mischievous grin and set to digging out the burrow. A few moments later, a good spray of dirt and the creature was shooting out of a hole further down. Glacier leaped, his stride massive, powerful, and then the hare was in his grasp. He broke its neck in a swift movement, making his way back to the borderline, and placed the dead creature just a single step over the border lands. “I believe this was yours” Glacier said, a grin entering his tone. |
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